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Writetober Microfiction: Dial

Writetober Microfiction: Dial

by Kristin | Oct 23, 2021 | Creative Writing, Micro Fiction, Writetober

Alice rolled out of bed, slid into her slippers, and shuffled into the living room. She glanced at the thermostat, rolled her eyes, then turned up the dial. Twenty minutes later, Robert joined her. He took two steps past the thermostat, then stopped, walked back, and...
Writetober Microfiction: Dial

Writetober Microfiction: Golden

by Kristin | Oct 14, 2021 | Creative Writing, Micro Fiction, Writetober

Jennifer and Sam sat on a bench overlooking the ocean. Their first date had gone well. Together, they watched the sun sink over the waves. When the last golden drop disappeared, Sam leaned in. Anticipating a kiss, Jennifer closed her eyes. Sam’s canines grew as...
Writetober Microfiction: Dial

Writetober Microfiction: Shutter

by Kristin | Oct 13, 2021 | Creative Writing, Micro Fiction, Writetober

Johnny stopped in front of the abandoned Anderson house at the end of the block. The windows were shuttered, tools rusted in the former garden, and spiders had lived there longer than people. But today something had changed. Johnny sniffed, then glanced up. There was...
Writetober Microfiction: Dial

Writetober Microfiction: Barbed Wire

by Kristin | Oct 6, 2021 | Creative Writing, Micro Fiction, Writetober

I pulled the barbed wire apart to let Will slip through, then followed after to the abandoned construction site. We crept towards the building when a loud howl startled us. Heavy footsteps. Like an animal. Closer. We ran. I passed through the barbed wire. Will got...
Writetober Microfiction: Dial

Writetober Microfiction: Cascade

by Kristin | Oct 1, 2021 | Creative Writing, Micro Fiction, Writetober

Dan tenderly moved the chestnut waves cascading down Marie’s back. He gently tilted her head, nibbling on her ear. Dan inhaled her scent deeply, then pushed off the bed. Picking up Marie’s dress, he tossed it on the sheets next to her. “Better hurry....
Flash Fiction: The Zombie was Frightening

Flash Fiction: The Zombie was Frightening

by Kristin | Sep 9, 2021 | Creative Writing, Flash Fiction

Challenge: Rewrite this sentence to make it as spooky as possible: The zombie was frightening. Sandra leaned her back against the door, breathing heavily. She could still hear the zombie outside, but at least there was a thick wooden barrier between them now. Heart...
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